Extreme. That feeling you get when you're playing chicken with a steam locomotive. You stare it down as your heart pumps liquid courage through your veins. You feel weightless yet the ground you stand on sinks beneath your feet from the weight of how awesome you are. The train, a few feet from crashing into you, derails itself like the pussy it is and crashes off the side of a cliff.

I gave it to her Jairo style. She needed a hip replacement.

When I'm about to bang the hell out of a girl Jairo style, I bring crutches, a wheelchair and I set up a health insurance plan in her name. Girls think my Jairo ways are romantic.